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Jina wakes in the body of Aurelia Draconis—the Empire’s feared tyrant—and inherits everything Aurelia left behind: a crumbling regency, forced soul-bonds that have already ruined lives, and a court eager to see “Aurelia” prove she’s still cruel. Jina refuses. She stabilizes what she can, pays for healing in her own blood, and treats her voice-born power as a last resort. That restraint becomes its own threat: a shadow faction called the Diadem, led by Severin, launches forged decrees, mobs, and assassins to force her into public brutality. When a natural soul-bond ignites—recognized as marriage the moment the mark appears—love becomes both anchor and leverage. Jina’s rule is tested by one question: can a throne be held without turning people into property? tag/vibe: dark fantasy romance (slow-burn), political intrigue, trauma-aware healing, “power as restraint,” bonds-as-battlefield, survival-to-throne escalation. Content Note: This story includes political persecution, coercion/forced-bond backstory (condemned), attempted murder/poisoning, and fade-to-black intimacy. No explicit on-page sex.

They were never lovers. Never promised each other anything beyond the shared responsibility of raising the most powerful, chaotic child the realms had ever seen. Lara, the infamous ex-commander with fire in her veins and mischief in her smile, walked away from war, titles, and politics—only to find herself tangled in a life she never expected. A life where she’s not the hero, not the villain, just the co-parent to a half-demon, half-Celestial whirlwind named Aliyah… and tethered, every single day, to the woman who both grounds her and keeps her at a distance. Sarisa, heir to the Celestial throne, is everything Lara is not—elegant, disciplined, devoted to duty. Once playful and soft, Sarisa has reshaped herself into something unshakable, a future queen too burdened to risk vulnerability. Especially when the court whispers that her daughter is an abomination. Especially when her mother has chosen a future and a spouse that doesn’t include Lara. They said they could raise Aliyah together. That it would be simple. No feelings. No future. Just two women bound by responsibility. But Aliyah is growing. Watching. Asking questions no child should ask with such clarity. And Lara is running out of ways to lie to herself. Because somewhere between sword lessons and bedtime stories, between stolen glances and unsaid words, Lara might have done the one thing she swore she wouldn’t. She might have fallen in love with the woman who was never meant to be hers. And Sarisa? She might already be breaking under the weight of pretending she doesn’t feel the same.

Yao Yao was born as a little glutton, her appetite rivaling half a mountain. One day, the old Taoist who adopted her passed away in meditation. At just three and a half years old, Yao Yao had no choice but to pack her small bag and head down the mountain to find her senior master. By chance, she ended up saving a wealthy tycoon from a car accident and became the adopted daughter of the prestigious Gu family. At first, everyone in the Gu family opposed the idea. The Gu family matriarch tapped her cane and said, “Raising someone else’s child? Careful not to end up with an ingrate!” The Gu family head, Gu Xuesong, said indifferently, “Picked up halfway? Who knows what kind of trouble she might bring.” From the eldest to the seventh brother, their response was unanimous: “We don’t want a sister!” But this little girl, rejected by the entire family, proved herself after joining the Gu household. She resolved the business partner issues that even Gu Xuesong couldn’t handle, bringing in so many contracts that they couldn’t sign them all. She cured the Gu matriarch’s chronic leg pain, to the point where the old lady was now striding around effortlessly… Even the seven Gu brothers, one after another, benefited greatly from her presence. It was only then that the Gu family realized they had brought home a treasure. From then on, the Gu family’s attitude completely changed. The Gu matriarch: “Yao Yao, do you want some cream puffs? Grandma will buy them for you.” Gu Xuesong: “Yao Yao, do you want a private jet? Daddy will have one sent over to take you for a ride.” The Gu brothers: “Yao Yao, do you want…” And so, Yao Yao secured herself a meal ticket—one of the highest quality! ============= Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon.com/flokixy to get access to +40 Advance Chapters

[Rebirth + Abuse of Trash + Sweet Love] In her previous life, Su Li was blind and helped her husband to ascend to a high position. When he became successful, she abandoned him. Her grandfather's family and her father, the Shangshu, who had lived a clear and upright life, were decapitated and beheaded. She herself died with two bodies and could not close her eyes. God has eyes and she was reborn. In this life, she protects her relatives and steps on scumbags and bitches. When the scars faded, her appearance was stunning. Her medical skills were superb and amazing. ... A certain prince who was upright and elegant outside was clinging to the beauty in his arms: "This prince feels uncomfortable all over, and I need Li'er to check it out." Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

A prophecy names one true moon. ----- Lyria has spent her entire life in the shadows — scorned, scarred, and invisible. The illegitimate daughter of a king who pretends she does not exist, she has learned to want nothing and expect less. But when fourteen alpha suitors arrive to compete for her sister's hand, five of the most powerful men in the kingdom cannot seem to stay away from the girl they were never meant to notice. Each one is powerful enough to shake kingdoms. Each one is drawn to her in ways that defy reason. But Lyria can only choose one, and the road to that choice will cost more than she ever imagined. And Jacinta will burn the kingdom down before she allows Lyria to take what she believes is hers.

“No one looks at you. No one touches you. You’re a Whitehall now... And you’re mine.” Roman’s voice was a low, dangerous growl against her neck. She tilted her chin, meeting the predator in his eyes with her own cold fire. “I belong to no one, Roman, certainly not a beast in a jersey. If you want to claim me, you’ll have to do better than your father’s signature on a contract.” She spun her wheelchair to leave, but he was faster. His hand locked around her waist, dragging her back as his palm slammed against the wall beside her head. “Don’t you fucking dare me, Estelle.” — Estelle Rutledge was the Ice Queen of the Rutledge sports dynasty: national treasure, global brand, and the financial backbone of her family’s empire. Until one catastrophic crack on the ice shattered her career… and left her in a wheelchair. In the elite world of the one percent, a broken asset becomes a liability. With the Rutledge legacy collapsing under a mountain of debt, Estelle’s own mother did the unthinkable. She sold her daughter to the highest bidder, trading Estelle’s freedom for a check from Magnus Whitehall, the ruthless billionaire owner of a professional hockey empire. But Magnus didn’t buy Estelle for himself. He bought her to be his son’s leash. Roman Whitehall is the NHL’s most dangerous beast. A volatile heir with a scandal-soaked reputation and a temper that threatens the family’s billions. To the league’s board, he’s a loose cannon. To his father, he’s a problem that needs a wife to clean up his image. The command was simple: “Be the one thing he can’t avoid… or lose your legs.” Now Estelle is legally bound to a man who sees their marriage as a cage, and her as the bars holding him in. Roman believes she’s a fragile burden. Estelle thinks he’s a monster fueled by rage and secrets. But inside the Whitehall mansion, built on power, money, and lies, Estelle discovers a terrifying truth: she is not the first “Ice Queen” Magnus Whitehall has broken. Trapped in dynasty politics and a contract signed in blood, Estelle faces an impossible choice. Will she let the Whitehalls destroy what’s left of her… or join forces with the beast she hates most and burn their empire to the ground? Because even though she hates it, Roman Whitehall may be the only man who can help her stand again. Even if he has to break her first.

Luna, the daughter of the most prideful king in the entire empire, is the ideal woman, the beautiful decoration that all noble women should strive to be. And secretly, she is also the perfect man, devoted completely to the sword and the defense of her kingdom, masquerading as the king's only son so that she can learn the masculine arts, when in fact she has no siblings. However, her entire life is upended when the emperor's son finds his way to their little corner of the world, and she ends up lost in an entirely new political scene that makes what was in her hometown considered the epitome of manners look like a crude imitation. With wolves surrounding her, both literally and figuratively, Luna must either fight to the top or sink to obscurity. And it all depends on the whims of one single man.

In an empire where women rule and men are claimed, a princess learns how intoxicating power can be. Princess Isolde is forced into marriage not once—but many times. Each consort is meant to restrain her, weaken her, shame her. Instead, she turns them into something far more dangerous. A general who resists her touch even as he obeys her command. A priest who calls her temptation and cannot look away. A court darling who chooses her first—and dares anyone to challenge it. A scholar whose restraint hides devastating devotion. A foreign prince who offers his body, his loyalty, and his ruin. Their bonds begin in ink and law. They deepen in whispered strategy, lingering glances, and nights where politics are planned behind locked doors. As rival princesses close in and the throne draws nearer, Isolde discovers that desire is not a weakness—but a weapon. And she intends to wield it.

Being a book lover, Luna has always wished that if there was a next life, she would be transmigrated to one of the genres she loves to read about. It was just a wish though, but who would have thought it would happen so soon?! Reverse Harem - Check! Super handsome and hot men - Check! Being rich and pretty - Check! But are there really no take backs for a seemingly perfect life?

Old people used to say—"Watch your mouth. Once a word leaves, it never comes back." Nonsense, I thought. Pure, unadulterated nonsense. At least, that’s what I thought before today. Now, I’m sitting in an office that smells like pure disappointment, staring at a boss who can only be described as a fat, bald rhino. And I mean it. Not a single strand of hair. Smooth. Shiny. Reflecting my bad decisions right back at me. And the horn? Judging by his face, it looked like the rhino tried climbing a mountain and got the horn stuck halfway. Impossible, right? Yeah, that’s what I thought too. But look at this—today, a rhino is sitting in a chair, in an office, acting like he owns the world. Clearly, anything is possible. Now, all of this was supposed to stay in my head. A thought. A private, safe, non-life-threatening thought. But me? Why would I act normal? Why would I choose peace when I can personally ruin my entire life? So, instead of walking out quietly, I said it. "You fat rhino. I quit." ... Ah. Beautiful. Truly, I had the aura of a domineering CEO. Except for one small issue: I’m not the heroine of some high-end drama. There was no background music. No slow-motion exit. No hidden identity. Just me. A nuisance with no powerful family and no backup. If my ancestors could see me right now, they’d crawl out of their graves just to beat me up themselves. But it’s fine. Because according to every story I’ve ever read, I just need to raise my fist, land one punch, and—Boom. He flies two buildings away and I become a local legend. My fist landed. A solid, direct hit. ... Why was the rhino not moving? Not even an inch? New plan. There’s a door. There’s a security. There’s exactly one decision left: Die or run. So, obviously, I ran. "Grab her!" That was the last thing I heard before everything turned into chaos. I’m fast. I really am. Feet hitting the pavement, breath tearing out of my chest—I was doing great. I was surviving. I— Wait. Weren’t there people chasing me? Why did it suddenly go quiet? Their mouths were moving, but no sound came out. What kind of horror movie logic was this? And why were they looking at me like— BAM. Something hit me. My body lifted off the ground before crashing down hard enough to knock the soul out of my lungs. Right. So that part wasn't just in the movies. Damn. If I had known I was going to die like this, I would’ve at least shoved that novel straight down that old rhino’s throat before leaving. Seven Years Later... "Young Miss… would you be willing to marry me?" "Shut up." Isla didn’t even spare him a glance as she shoved the boy aside. He stumbled back, stunned, while another immediately stepped forward, far too eager. "Miss, I think I’m the better choi—" Slap. The crisp sound cut through the air, leaving the second boy frozen, his cheek reddening under her palm. "Both of you. Get lost." Before the silence could settle, another rushed in, holding out a delicately wrapped box. "Miss, here is a cake for you—" "Get. Lost." Her voice dropped an octave, sharp enough to slice through his courage. "The Young Miss only likes me!" another declared, pushing forward with ridiculous confidence. "Miss, this is a doll for you—" The voices overlapped. Gifts appeared one after another—cakes, dolls, trinkets—as if they thought piling offerings at her feet would win her over. In the middle of it all, Isla sat frozen. Her face flushed a deep red—but not from embarrassment. Her fingers curled against her lap, nails digging into her skin. What the hell is going on…? Her gaze swept across them, sharp and almost feral. Aren’t the male leads supposed to kill me? Her jaw tightened. Then why—God! How did I end up taming these crazy psychos?

After Roman's arrest, Cinder doesn't take kindly to Neopolitan's failure to protect him, and sends her to the street. Now Neo has nowhere to go, but it's not long before an amazing opportunity is presented, and she's more than willing to take it. But will her past and inner demons keep her from the life she wants? AU! Non-mute Neo! Neo x Weiss story! BONUS STORY! The White Princess and Her Lovely Black Cat The White Fang isn't the only thing on Blake's mind after her encounter with Roman at the docks. A harmless crush is turning into an obsession, and she'll need to do something about it before it gets out of hand. Things get complicated very quickly, friendships will be tested, and team RWBY may never be the same again.

An exiled princess, a dying general, and a betrayal that shatters the one alliance that could have saved them—Eirian Soliel refuses to be forgotten, even as the kingdom turns against her. Once the dazzling darling of the Court of Sorrow, Eirian’s future is stolen when her father remarries and produces a male heir. Cast aside and exiled into a political marriage at the empire’s volatile border, she expects to disappear quietly into irrelevance. Instead, she finds Chenzhou. Quiet, honorable, and already dying from a mysterious poison no one can name, Chenzhou has no interest in court politics—or in the wife forced upon him. But Eirian is not a woman who fades. As she pushes her magic into the land, restoring a dying estate, she begins to uncover the truth behind his illness—and the enemies gathering around them. It is through Chenzhou that she meets Mingzhe, a trusted figure from the court and one of the few men who moves easily between worlds. What begins as cautious cooperation grows into something rare: a fragile bond of trust between three people navigating power, loyalty, and survival in a court that has already discarded them. Together, they begin to rebuild—strengthening the borderlands, stabilizing Chenzhou’s condition, and quietly resisting the forces working against them. But the deeper Eirian digs, the clearer the truth becomes. Chenzhou’s illness is no accident. It is the foundation of a long-buried conspiracy within the powerful Yang family—one designed to reshape the empire itself. And Mingzhe, unknowingly entangled through years of quiet influence and misplaced trust, stands at the center of it. When that truth comes to light, the bond between them fractures. What began as loyalty becomes betrayal—not born of malice, but of manipulation—and its consequences threaten to destroy everything they have built. With war rising at the borders and treachery rooted deep within the court, Eirian and Chenzhou must decide whether trust can be rebuilt—or if survival demands something colder. Because the greatest danger is no longer the poison slowly killing her husband. It’s the truth that might finish what it started.

|SEASON 2 OF CLAXTON · BREAKING INTO TWO PARTS DUE TO SIZE| | WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM · PAID STORY ON INKSPIRED!| The Octopus Man is growing stronger, and so is Tracey. Makenna must find her way to the Bermuda Triangle to protect the Human and Magic Worlds before the young apprentice becomes the claxton he is destined to be. *** Since Makenna Delling discovered she is a Metamorphic Fairy, nothing in her life has been simple. Having just finished her sophomore year of high school, she and Tracey must travel to the undersea city of Atlantis to stop Tracey from falling victim to his own power... the power of the claxton. Ash, a Wizard Fairy, is on a secret mission from Coutarine Island to help them. However, the Octopus Man remains active and vows to drag Tracey to the Bermuda Triangle. Because of this, Ash must teach Makenna and Tracey Special Spells—spells that will help them win their battle against the Octopus Man. It is now even more crucial that Makenna becomes a Merfairy Metamorphic Fairy. The Human and Magic Worlds are colliding in an event similar to something that happened seventeen years ago. What does this event have to do with Makenna, Tracey, and Ash? How will the teens reach Atlantis without the Kraken destroying them before confronting the Octopus Man? Most importantly, will Makenna ever find her long-lost family member? *** *Main tropes: Love triangle and friends-to-lovers.* *Note: My writing style is 3rd-person omniscient, so please judge it accordingly. Thank you!*

Mind Reading + Eating Melons + Warm and Lighthearted + Has CP】 NOTE: Those who overhear her gossip may silently agree or respond—but never to her directly. In these chapters, you’ll witness the people quiet reactions, their internal thoughts and silent nods, as they react to her gossip without ever letting her know. Shen Mingzhu accidentally fell into the water, transmigrated, and got bound to a Melon-Eating System. Before she could even eat a melon, she first found out she had transmigrated into a novel! In the book, she is a vicious female supporting character, and even her mother and brothers become cannon fodder. How can this be! Melon-Melons: Host, the emperor's true love is the empress, and his treasured golden nugget is the crown prince. You've been arranged to marry him to become the crown princess! Shen Mingzhu: What? The handsome, strong, and tragic one is my fiancé? Watch me turn him into an idol loved by all! Melon-Melons: Host, your maternal grandfather and two elder brothers are about to be sacrificed! Shen Mingzhu: No way! Watch me expose the traitor and sweep through the enemy army! Melon-Melons: Host, oh, the Princess Chaoyang's consort is having an affair with a maid servant, and they pulled a 'kitten swapped for the princess' trick. Shen Mingzhu: Princess Chaoyang is so pitiful. Should I tell her to beat up that scumbag man and woman?! Crown Prince Yan Beichen woke up one day and found he had a little crown princess. Wherever the crown princess goes, she eats melons there, immersed in the joy of melon-eating every day. Hey, hey, hey! Crown Princess, I'm the crown prince! Please look at me! Unknowingly, the entire Great Yan Dynasty treated Shen Mingzhu with great courtesy and respect. Shen Mingzhu: Melon-Melons, I accidentally became an idol loved by all! Hehe ~~~ Yan Beichen: My crown princess is an idol loved by all! I raise the banner high for my crown princess! Melon-Melons: ...Host is so awesome!

What would you do if almost everyone around you saw you as a hindrance or not at all? What if your own father was one of those who wished you gone? That is the story of Rosemary's life. Ever since the death of her mother during accident where only she survived, Rose has felt useless. Despite her best attempts to ignore the hurtful glances and words of the royal court and her father, she can't help but feel like a wilted flower. It becomes so bad that she considers ending it all, until she is rescued by a handsome young man with cold violet eyes who promises to change her world. ---- Before long, I reached a stone bridge overlooking Kaguya river. Luckily for me, the place was empty at the moment. Although, would anyone have even bothered saving a wretch like me? At most, they probably would have just watched as I met my end in a moment of morbid curiosity. And as I stood at the edge, I remembered all the times I had cried. All the times I had hurt. But now, I was ready. I smiled as the wind whipped around me. It was time to end it. Turning around, I let my body fall backwards into the river. The sky was a sea of stars. The city lights around me sparkled like gems. It was so beautiful. For the first time in a long time, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. I didn't regret it. No, I had finally found the courage to stand up for myself in my very own way. The water was high, so the fall itself didn't kill me instantly as I had hoped. As the river enveloped me, I closed my eyes. This was the end of my journey. A journey full of misery and tragedy. If there was another life, I hoped it would be better than this one. "Sis!" I heard a voice scream. Orlin! My brother came for me? What was he doing here? Had he followed me? But why? Did he care about me? Or was it just pity? No, right? Surely at least one person in this world loved me. Why had I given up on myself so soon? I knew he loved me. Yet, I still went through with this stupid decision. I allowed those girls and Father's words inhibit my better judgment... "Sis, where are you? Rose! Please show yourself! I want to talk!" Ore yelled at the top of his lungs. Right, my life was not all misery and tragedy. There were faint glimmers of joy and hope left. Ore was a big part of that. How selfish of me... I was actually about to abandon my brother. I tried to resurface, but my swimming skills weren't the best. To make matters worse, the current was far too strong. If not for the current, I would have at least been able to dog paddle over to the edge with some effort. My right hand broke through the fierce waters and was yanked by another hand. I was pulled out of the murky depths and saw a pair of cold violet eyes staring back at me. Father? No, it wasn't him. Although, those eyes felt familiar. Before I could make out the face of my rescuer clearly, darkness swept over me. Was it too late? I didn't want to die... Not anymore!

"I won’t marry him," I spat, glaring at my parents. "I’d rather let this town burn." "You’ll do as you're told," my father barked. "This marriage is the only way to save us." I wanted to scream, to fight back — but I knew better. So, I swallowed my pride and let them drag me to Prince Darius. I expected arrogance. I expected cruelty. But nothing prepared me for him. Tall, sharp-featured, and infuriatingly handsome — yet his cold, impassive stare froze me in place. "You’re not my wife," he said, voice like ice. "You’re a debt to be paid. You'll follow my rules, and when I say jump, you'll ask how high. Understand?" My walls shot up immediately. Fine. If he wanted a war, I’d give him one. I refused to break. No matter how dangerously tempting he was.

“We might be mortals, but our legacy will never die.” When her land is attacked, and her family vanishes without a trace, a rebellious princess is forced to awaken something far greater than a crown - her destiny as the reborn Protector of the realm. But power does not come without cost. As war spreads across the realm and a mysterious dark enforcer rises in its wake, she must journey through treacherous lands, unravel ancient magic, and confront truths buried deep within her past… and herself. Bound by duty. Haunted by desire. Tested by temptation. The closer she gets to the truth, the more she begins to question not only her power - but what she is becoming. With time slipping away, she must decide Will she save her realm…or lose herself to the forces awakening within it? This series explores a world where instinct and humanity collide - where people reflect the spirit of their inner animal, and the line between power, identity, and divinity begins to blur. IG - Miss_Sxvage

In a rigid aristocratic society where marriages are political and mistresses are open secrets, Alina Ashworth, daughter of a bankrupt merchant is sold to the most powerful and feared man in the kingdom: Austin Moore, Duke of Ravenmoor. Her official title is his bed warmer. This humiliating title means she is his to use, display, and discard. Yet, he never touches her. Every night, she comes to his room, lies on his bed, but he doesn’t even look at her. But in public, he is a different man. At banquets, his hand is always on her waist and he introduces her to others with possessiveness that make men step back and women glare. Furious at being used as a prop, Alina decides that she will not be his silent ornament. If he wants to display possession, she will give him a performance worth watching. Soon, she weaponizes her bed warmer title, turns the humiliation into power and makes him fall for a woman he was never supposed to want.

He knelt down closer to me. "Master, please punish me to appease your anger." I scoff. "My anger? It wouldn't stop with just you. You know my methods. I'd kill your mother, your limping grandfather, your three aunts, their husbands, your younger sister, her newborn, her husband, his entire family in Ojun, your heavily pregnant wife and your twelve children." I grab his hair and pull his head up. "I'd let you continue working for me, the person that you saw completely kill all your living relatives and left you utterly alone. Every time you would try to rebuild, I'd personally pull it down. Anyone you got close to, I'd brutally kill. I'd make sure that everyone that died on your behalf would be a part of you, every day, for every meal." I smile. "Even then my anger wouldn't be appeased." 

Maria Romanova lost everything in a single betrayal—her family, her fortune, her freedom. To save what remains of her name, she is forced into a marriage she never chose… to Mikhail Dragunov, the ruthless heir of a private Russian dynasty. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. Their marriage is not built on love, but control and leverage. Every glance is a challenge. Every command is a test. And every punishment is designed to remind her who truly holds power. But Maria is not as fragile as he expects. A spark of fire burns within her—one Mikhail has yet to fully tame. As obsession replaces indifference and control begins to crack, she must decide: submit to the man who owns her future… or become the one thing he never planned for—his weakness. In a world where loyalty is currency, and love is a liability, one wrong move could cost her everything… including her heart.